The Reason for Dragons
by Lonely Kitty
Summary: A new rider known only as Altoria has come to aid Alesgasia, but her alligence lies only with her King, and she's hiding more than one secret under her sleave...MxOC
1. Ch01 The Calm before the Storm

LK- yayness! An Eragon fic! I had this idea for a while now so yea. Please forgive me for not finishing Chained Memories first but there's this nasty little thing called writers block. So yea, anyways, please read and review!

**Disclaimer-the only thing I even **_**want**_** to own from Eragon is Murtagh and a dragon. Other than that, I own nothing D**

By: Lonely Kitty

Ch.01 The Calm before the Storm

The Reason for Dragons

'_this is it'_

Eragon thought to himself.

'_this battle will decide the fate of all Alagaësia'_

Eragon felt a small tingle as Saphira gently touched his mind. He let her in without hesitation. 

'_Don't worry little one. We will be fine. If it comes to it, I will give my life to protect you.'_

Eragon turned and glared at Saphira.

'_Don't ever say that! EVER! We will fight as one, we will die as one.'_

The sapphire blue dragon closed her eyes and hurred in response.

Satisfied with her response Eragon turned and stared out to the barren land before them and a little farther, Galbatorix's army.

His army was much larger than what remained of the Varden's forces. About fifteen soldiers to each Varden member. It was going to be a rough battle. But come Murtagh or Galbatorix himself, he would stand firm and see to it that the Varden would win.

"Garrow, Brom, everyone, I promise you, I will win!"

Eragon opened his eyes and looked back at his army…no…his friends and allies. He took in everyone's face slowly, remembering each and everyone and committing the moment to memory. 

Finally his eyes stopped at Arya he gave a small smile in her direction, admiring her determined expression. It would take dying to stop her from winning this war.

Just for precaution, he put an extra ward around her. He turned once again to the battlefield.

'_they are coming little one'_

Saphira said quietly.

'_I know…its now….or never.'_

With a new fire in his eyes, Eragon turned one last time and looked fondly at his army.

"Friends."

He said with a strong voice. But behind that strong voice was a determination so fierce that it made everyone stand taller, prouder, and with their own fire in their eyes.

"We have all traveled far and wide to be here. All with out own reasons and motivations. We have triumphed in the face of defeat, danced with death and conquered. We have gained new allies and I regret to say that we lost comrades as well."

"sniff….King Hortgar…"

An overly emotional dwarf whispered. 

But today we shall avenge those who we have lost and make way for a future free of King Galbatorix's grasp!

HWAHHHHH!

The crowd let out a cry of agreement as they stared fiercely at the opposing army.

In the distance, Eragon heard the loud ominous thudding of giant wings. And in a blurry flash, a blood red scar streaked across the sky.

Eragon silently whispered to himself.

'Murtagh'

Behind him he heard Saphira growl quietly.

'_are you ready little one?'_

Saphira asked quietly.

'_whenever you are Saphira.'_

Eragon replied.

'_then let us go'_

Eragon opened his eyes.

"Right."

He raised his voice so that everyone behind him could hear.

"Now, let this be the beginning of the end!"

Raising his new ice blue sword to the sky he yelled at the top of his lungs.

"ATTACK!"

Apparently Murtagh had issued the same command because now both armies were charging at each other.

Saphira tensed and jumped into the sky, doing a quick twirl and began heading at the same direction to where Murtagh was.

The two brothers raced at each other at breakneck speed and where just about to collide when a concussion so strong veered them off course. Both of them narrowly missing each other by a wings length. 

They crashed to the ground with a sickening 'thud' as they looked up to see what the hell had caused the boom.

But as soon as they looked up a louder concussion filled the air with its powerful vibrations.

Murtagh gritted his teeth,

Eragon flinched.

Several more concussions followed the first two, each stronger and louder than its predecessor. 

And finally they stopped all together. By now everyone had stopped their fighting and turned to stare at the sky. The tension in the air could be cut by a knife as the sky seemed to split apart.

'_little one!'_

'_Master!'_

Both Saphira and Thorn warned their Riders to be careful. Whatever was coming….well, it couldn't be good.

As soon as the thought went through to the Rider's, a huge figure shot out of the sky and into the empty space in between the two armies. The huge mass landed with a heavy thud that sent trembles and harsh vibrations all around.

The creature stood up and stretched out its long neck and opened its eyes. 

Right in between the two armies, in the middle of Alagaësia, stood a pure white dragon with a rider on its head.

TBC?

LK-well, there you have it. It's rather short compared to my other fic. Well, please review! Until then, ill keep it up nya!

The One and Only Lonely Kitty


	2. Ch02 Getting things Started

LK-well, thanks to the two people who reviewed

LK-well, thanks to the two people who reviewed. Just a note, even one review helps with the update so if your reading this at least review, flames, sure go ahead but nothing to harsh. Well, here is the second fic. Please read and review!

**Disclaimer- The Kit-tah does not own Eragon…I want a dragon though, care to give me one? sparkly eyes**

By: Lonely Kitty

Ch.02 Intros aren't necessary, but they do get things started

The Reason for Dragons

The land was quite. Not even the animals made a sound. All were awestruck at this new dragon.

Eragon's and Murtagh's first guess was that Galbatorix had gotten the last egg to hatch but that idea was quickly dismissed since the sheer size of the dragon put even Gladear to shame.

The second thing that really stood out was the strange armor that the dragon wore.

It was pure white; as white as the dragon itself. It was hard to tell where the dragon ended and the armor started.

If that wasn't enough, the armor was not even plate like. It was entirely smooth, like a perfect marble bowl, shaped and twisted as easily as glass.

The head armor resembled a helmet save for the smoothness. And seemed to fit perfectly over the scaled creature. It stretched from under its chin, around its nose –which had two slits for its nostrils- over its head –with similar slits that were slightly more curved- all the way down to the base of its neck where it broke and separated into spines.

At the dragon's feet, there seemed to be large clawed gloves. They curved, dangerously sharp, and dug into the bloodied ground beneath it. The claws seemed to be of the same material as the helmet, but the glove looked more like a light tan leather. Worn old and soft from decades of use.

The dragon snorted and flicked its head side to side. As if trying to shake off an overwhelming exhaustion.

Finally, Eragon drew his attention back to the rider. He was to far away to see the finer details of the hooded rider like gender or race. Deciding to give up on that, he turned to the more obvious features of the unknown rider,

The person had a pure white coat that went all the down to the feet. In a attempt to keep all things mysterious, the rider had the hood pulled over her head. Effectively making a dark shadow that hid her face.

**(A/N: ok, since I completely suck at giving descriptions ((and apparently directions too)) ill give you a basic idea of how it looks. If you know kingdom hearts ((which I pray to god that you do)) Organization 13's coat. It looks like that except that it's white and has a dragon biting its tail at the bottom. Thank you for understanding. Long live King Mickey!!)**

Slowly, the rider stood, and jumped off of her dragons head and landed with a hard '_thud'_ to the barren land. The rider stood without much difficulty as if the jump had barely even injured her.

Determined to know who this strange rider was, Eragon probed the foreign rider's mind but instead of getting his desired information, he got a nasty mind break. Shocked, Eragon retreated to Saphira's mind to nurse his wounded mind.

The rider coughed slightly and cleared her throat.

"Well…it looks like we came just in time…"

Eragon gasped. Only with his enhanced hearing could he hear the rider's voice. All the others looked on confused, seeing only the rider's lips moving to form unheard words.

Whilst Eragon was still gaping at obvious features, Murtagh put it upon himself to delve deeper into the mystery that had presented itself before him.

He recovered more quickly than Eragon had as he carefully examined the smaller, more hidden features.

The rider was medium height with amazingly good posture. Perhaps, the rider couldn't be a few inches shorter than himself. The oversized coat still masked any indication of gender.

As Murtagh's gaze shifted to the rider's face he was hit with a new shock. It was hard to tell with all of the obstacles in the way but red rider was sure. That _girl_ was _blindfolded_ which meant that she was…

' _what do you think old friend, should we break their suspense? They seem rather anxious'_

'_well, you did interrupt their petite feud, but im ready when you are Ria…'_

'_allright, then lets bring them out of the dark Alta…'_

**(A/N: you know…I can leave you here… im tiered and starting to dislike this chapter, but then I won't want to finish it. Meh, you peoples are lucky)**

The rider gave a small bow and started a well rehearsed speech.

"By my King's orders… I have come to the land of Alagaësia in this time of need of this meaningless war. This war has gone on long enough and it is threatening the border lines of my land. So, before it gets out of hand, we shall end it.

The rider paused as if letting the information slowly sink in. the childish voice that Eragon had heard before was gone. Replaced by a rougher voice that was used to commanding.

"But."

Eragon lifted his head, the girl's voice bringing him out of his slight reverie.

"To fight you all would be meaningless as well. For if there is no ruling power left after the war, who shall take control? So, by order of King Alaster, I am to lend my powers to one of the armies. My king shall judge…"

With that she raised her right hand into the air, palm up.

Eragon looked up and saw a black bird, the size of a small dragon lazily flying about and dropped a piece of parchment into the rider's outstretched hand.

"Thank you."

The rider quickly broke the red seal and scanned the parchment. After a few excruciating moments, she rolled up the paper and said…

"The one who I shall be helping is…"

Eragon's eyes widened.

Murtagh let a small gasp escape his lips.

Meh, I left it at a cliffy because I really don't like this chapter. All well, wow, only three pages, that's a new record low for me. Anyway, please review nya! Until then, ill do my best nya!

The One and Only, Lonely Kitty


	3. Ch03 It's a stupid Reason

LK- Thank you so much hockygirl9 for the support

LK- Thank you so much hockygirl9 for the support! Ill keep on going! Oh, sorry for the late post I've been busy.

Kairi-please read and review!

**Disclaimer: nope, don't own Eragon.**

By: Lonely Kitty

Ch.03 It's a stupid reason

The Reason for Dragons

"The one who I will be helping is…"

Several intakes of breath were heard as everyone tried their best to hear the girl.

"galba…"

She didn't finish her announcement because above there was a horrible screech.

Eragon clasped his hands over his sensitive ears, scowling at the ear slitting cry.

Above the girl's head was the small dragon-bird creature from before. It was squawking and screeching as it circled around the skies in an angry blur. After a few moments, it dove down to the girl who stared startled at the creature.

She moved to the side in one fluid moment. The creature's wings brushing past her fingers. It swept up and dove again for the rider.

This time however, the rider did not move, merely stretched out her arm to act as a makeshift perch.

The dragon bird spread out its wings to slow itself sown and landed atop the outstretched arm. It let out an urgent squawk as it stuck out its foot.

A small scrap of paper was wrapped around its leg. It lifted its leg again as if to show its urgency.

With a sigh, the rider slipped off the small slip of paper from the bird. As soon as it was off the dragon-bird leapt up and snatched the other piece of parchment from her hand.

The girl let out a tired sigh.

'_what are you thinking…brother?...do you intend to use their land…for that?'_

She clenched her fists, a scowl showing clearly on her face. The albino dragon shifted her head to its anxious rider, giving a soft snort of comfort.

The rider shook her head furiously, dispelling any ill thought that had wandered their way into her head.

_'do not worry Ria, he just wants to see something'_

Her dragon reassured her.

_'yea…I just hope he doesn't do anything stupid. Or worse, make us do something stupid.'_

She grumbled in her mind while Altoria let out a choppy growl that was suppose to resemble a laugh.

Brought out from her reverie, the rider resumed to the task at hand.

"The ones who I will be helping has been changed. I will be helping the Varden.

Immediately; there was an uproar from the Kings side. The red dragon was flying now, fangs bared and golden eyes gleaming. Ready to strike now that there was the change of events.

It was the complete opposite on the other end of the battlefield. Dwarves were cheering, and happy grins and slaps on the back were seen all around.

A thundering roar coming from the newly arrived dragon silenced them all. A majority of the army shrinking back behind the sapphire dragon

Murtagh was overly upset, twitching and fretting and tugging at Thorn's reigns. He shouting inside his mind, an urge to tear apart and destroy things in pure rage was building up inside of him. A low growl from Thorn managed to calm him down momentarily.

_'try contacting her, maybe she will respond'_

Thorn advised. Murtagh hesitantly agreed.

He gently tapped the riders mind. Murtagh gave his best attempt to make his approach as non-threatening as possible. He made it clear that he only wanted to talk.

Within a few moments, the rider opened her mind a fraction, only enough for them to communicate. Distantly, he could feel several others minds as well. As if the girl was holding a debate with someone far away.

_'her king?'_

He thought in the farther depths of his mind. He shook off his theory as he turned his attention back to the waiting rider.

_'why?'_

He said, previous anger building up within him.

_'why would you fight with __**them**__?'_

Murtagh accidently let his thoughts come out harsher than intended, his composure slipping far faster than he what wanted it to.

The girls response took a moment before responding

_'its not my choice'_

She said simply.

_'my king changed it to them for a reason. He probably just wants to tease me by making me work with idiots. I really rather just help that tyrant king. It would have been a hell of a lot easier on me! Making me work with these isdiots who belive in "justice" well. My king is just very very annoying._

Her displeasure was evident but Murtagh could still sense the absolute trust that she had in her king. He growled as a tremble of annoyance slid down his back.

_'then why don't you just join us? You just said that it would be easier!'_

He hoped to bait her with her own laziness. Unfortuantly, that was the worst thing he could do.

_'and defy Alastor? Hell no! that's a death sentence right there! Jeez, he might even send me to cleaning duty, ugh…'_

Her mind drifted to other menial tasks with great disdain while Murtagh listened quietly. He could hear a tired sigh in a different corner of her mind but ignored it as he spook again.

_'so…you will fight against us?'_

His voice led hints to a threat. Surprisingly, the girl's response was light and unworried.

_'of course'_

She said with a somewhat airy attitude. And with that, she cut off their connection leaving Murtagh to ponder on their conversation.

_'she will willingly do that? Fight against an entire army with an inexperienced one… all for the sake of her king?'_

Murtagh was deeply confused. After all that Galbatorix had done to him. Forcing him to pledge all alligence to him against his will, actually meeting someone who would fight so easily. It was unheard of. Thorn let out a growl of concern shifting his head ever so slightly to look at his master. He waved off his concern, now was not the time to think of this.

In the distance, he could see the retreating form of the girl. His mind already wandering back to what had happened only a day ago…

.:.

Eragon stiffened as he saw the rider coming towards them at a steady pace. The towering albino dragon following with some difficulty. Eventually, the rider made her way until she was standing a few feet away from Eragon. He backed away automatically while Saphira let out a growl of warning.

The rider held up her hands in the universal sign of now harm. Eragon hesitantly stood in front of her.

Satisfied with the resonse, she slid the hood off of her head revealing long back black hair that fell to mid back. Eragon starred confused at the girls face however. Wrapped around her eyes was a jet black ribbon that hid her eyes from view. She gave a rather devious grin and stretched out her hand to faintly brush Eragon's jaw line.

"I will say this only once."

She said calmly.

"there are no promises in this alliance. My reason for this is only for the will of my king. As such, you hold no power over me and vice versa. I will, however, take responsibility for all battles from this point forward."

The girl removed her hand from Eragon's face, a look of confusion plastered over his face.

She grinned as she waved her hand to the side.

"Any complaints?"

She was met with silence. She smiled gaily and twirled on the ball of her heel to face her dragon. She lifted up her hands to the dragon's face which she gently caressed.

"you honestly think we would give up without a fight?!"

A shout from the opposing army brought the foreign rider to glance up to the incoming stream of arrows now heading straight at her.

"jeez, no need to get all pissy."

She grumbled angrily. She glanced at Altoria for a second before turning upward to the sky again.

A blinding flash of a blue white flame was all that was seen before tiny slivers of arrow remains fell to the floor.

"Alright!"

The girl exclaimed happily, her thumb brushing away a fragment from her lip. Carefully, her hands went to the back of her head, removing the black ribbon from her eyes. She grinned devilishly.

"Care to play my game?"

A childish amusement rang in her voice as a roar filled the air.

TBC?

LK-nya, well, there you have it! Sorry for the late reply hockygirl9! But I got sidetracked! Sorry! Anyway, I plan to update faster (but I am a bit preoccupied with my D.Gray-Man fics) so sorry for the delay! Um, oh that's right, my stories are unbetaed so sorry for the crappiness. Until then, ill do my best nya!

The One and Only Lonely Kitty


	4. Ch04 Tricks and Questions

LK-Thank you so much again hockeygirl9 and EragonPeep

LK-Thank you so much again hockeygirl9 and EragonPeep! Ill do my best nya! Ill also try to update as often as I can but I'm kind of busy lately so sorry!

Kairi-Please read and review!

**Disclaimer- no, I don't own Eragon…if I did, Arya would be dead by now XD**

By: Lonely Kitty

Ch.04 Tricks and Questions

The Reason For Dragons

"_When you can ask yourself how good_

_you aren't, you can ask others_

_how bad they are."_

_-LK_

Icy azure eyes glared defiantly at the second round of arrows. Her lip curved into a cattish grin.

"Altoria"

She drawled out lightly.

"Ice fire…"

The same blue white fame engulfed the incoming arrows as slivers of debris rained to the ground. She grinned wickedly.

The white dragon let out a growl of warning.

'_don't get too caught up in this Ria…'_

'_I know, I know, I just wanna let them know what they are up against.'_

She motioned with her fingers at the origin of the arrows. A massive head turned its way toward the direction and roared, vibrations still resonating afterwards.

Ria stared slightly surprised at the number of soldiers that did not turn tail and run. She tilted her head to the side, letting her long black hair fall to the side.

"So they have guts, at least it won't be boring."

She took a few steps forward until she was directly in front of now peeved dragon.

"Care to do the honors Alta?"

"_of Course, Ria…"_

A lazy smile spread over the girl's face.

"Then…burn in a frozen wasteland, ice fire."

For the third time, the bluish white flame emitted from the dragons maw. Only by now, Eragon could feel a distinct drop in the temperature. He breathed out a sigh of relief as the dragon ceased its attack, only to find that he could see his breath billow in a misty fog in front of him.

He let out a gasp of surprise and backed away from the girl. She glanced at him, a question forming on her face.

"What's up?"

She asked in a nonchalant tone.

"Its...cold….'

Eragon shivered bringing his arms around his chest. She frowned at him her eyes scrunching up in confusion.

"Well, of course, Alta can't breathe fire."

She turned back to her target practice range before shouting out as loud as she could.

"If you know what's good for you! You better get the heck out of here before Altoria here turns you all into pop stickle sticks!"

She leaned back with a triumphed grin as she lightly placed her hands on her hips. She stared at them while they began retreating. The blood red dragon had long gone, leaving at the sight of her retreating form. She grim slowly shifted to a distant smile.

"When faced with an enemy with unknown abilities, the best move is to retreat and regroup."

She gave a nod of approval as she skipped back happily to stand beside the confused brunette.

"What?"

Eragon continued to stare at her. She shifted uncomfortably at the various other stares changed to a stilled silence.

_'Alta…a little help here.'_

She pleaded quietly in her mind.

_'and what do you want me to do? You've done this several times.'_

She admonished the nervous girl. A look of realization dawned on her face. A look of confidence spread on her face she stepped forward boldly.

"…"

She let the silence speak for her. If they were going to judge her, she would judge them as well.

_'you already did…'_

Her dragon sighed lightly. There is no such thing as understanding **her** logic.

"so…you are going to fight with us now…right…?"

Eragon asked hesitantly, he kept his distance from this strange rider…who was currently staring at a butterfly that had landed on her finger.

"that's the deal pup."

Her eyes continued to stare at the fluttering insect as it drifted away.

If that is so, then I think that this is not the best place to discuss such matters."

Nasuada stated calmly. The girl shrugged and followed the Varden leader. Eragon stared warily after her.

.:.

"so you came by the order of your king."

"that's right."

"but you pledge no absolute allegiance to us."

"of course."

"but you will fight with us until the end of the war, am I correct?"

"for the seventh time, yes! What more do you need to know?"

The foreign rider exclaimed loudly. Fingers tapping irritably on her check as she endured the useless torture. Deep azure eyes glanced over the makeshift tent for the eighth time while exhaling loudly. She would have walked out there but years of manners drilled into her skull would have killed her before she even dared. So, she sat up straight, placed her hands neatly over her lap, and gave a cheery smile.

"Is there anything else that you need to ask me before I take a look of the mess Ill have to clean up now?"

Nasuada lips pressed into a thin line as she glared with enraged eyes at the girl's saccharine smile. She opened her eyes at glared back mockingly.

'_polite even when being rude, Brother Gabriel sure did a number on you.'_

The girl's albino dragon popped into the conversation with ease, though it was probably just to lighten up the suddenly think atmosphere.

"Brother Gabriel is a meanie, he made me clean up after all the nursery kids on mashed potatoes and gravy day, it was such a mess!"

'_it's your fault for fighting with Night again.'_

"Che, that jerk deserved it, he stole my cookie."

The girl pouted lightly as the dragon gave another sigh. This seemed to be a common ritual for them as they conversed about daily things that Eragon and company had never heard of. They didn't bother to block their conversation either; anyone with enough magical power to read one's mind could have heard them. A laugh broke Eragon's concentration as he glanced at the disrupter. He frowned lightly

'_this girl, how can she possibly stand up against Galbatorix, she can't possibly be older than me!'_

Saphira hrred in agreement as they examined the girl.

She was around medium height.

**(A/N: ok, I consider 5'5 medium height cause im 5'5 other than that, I don't know what to say.)**

With dark black hair and deep azure eyes. She was surprisingly thin as well, as if she hadn't eaten for days. As if on que, a loud growl emitted from the rider's stomach. She gave a sheepish grin.

"ehh…well…I really haven't eaten in a week you know."

A nervous grin was fixed on her face as a roar from outside startled Eragon, Nasuada, and Arya in their seats slightly.

"Altoria to…we are really hungry you know?"

A few minutes and several plates later the girl leaned back with a satisfying sigh. Remembering who she was sat up again, the hesitant smile from before retuning to the girls face. Slurps and snaps of bone could be heard outside as the dragon hastily finished the remainder of its meal. Smacking its lips happily and sniffing around for a missed morsel. Eragon noted dryly that she had eaten meat as well but said nothing as Nasuada resumed her questioning.

Instead, it was Arya who asked the question this time.

"you said before, that your dragon does not breath fire…why is that."

Her voice was the same monotones as usual, her eyes barely flickering to meet hers. The rider stretched her lips into a thin grimace, either displeased with the question…or the questioner. She sighed as she explained Altoria's unique trait.

"Altoria was…ah….never really a normal dragon. First of all, she's an albino dragon."

The confused looks and tilts of the head were all she needed to explain further.

"it means the lost of pigment in the skin, its suppose to be heredity, I think somewhere in her line there was another albino dragon, its rather rare."

She shrugged and continued on her former topic.

"There was something wrong with Altoria's air sac in her stomach when she was born, resulting in the loss of being able to breath fire."

"So, how is she able to breath…what does she breath? It burned…"

Eragon though hard. He remembered it being very cold.

"Ah, so you noticed the drop in temperature huh? Well, at least you know your surroundings. Well, it is a combination of Altoria's ability and a bit of magic. Since she couldn't breath fire anymore my King came up with the idea to make her "Breath air cold enough to burn." Who knows how the hell he got _that_ idea though. He's been hanging out with the exorcists to much."

She sighed as she leaned backwards in her chair. It tilted precariously at its side as she continued to tilt backwards and forwards.

"You're going to fall…"

Nasuada said almost tauntingly. The girl gave another one of her cheasire cat grins.

"No way!"

She tilted all the way backwards until the chair began to topple. In that instant she flipped backwards off the chair and grabbed the top of the chair while doing an almost handstand. She let out a grunt of effort and tilted the chair once more until it was standing on one leg. It swirled dangerously as she gritted her teeth. Hands laced with tiny scars fighting to keep balance. She eventually stilled enough to gain control. Delicately, she removed one hand from the chair and placed it neatly behind her back. Eragon gawked at the girl who was panting with effort to keep her balance. It almost looked as if she was doing a one handed handstand on top of a chair…which she was.

She gave another grunt as she jumped off of the chair and collapsed onto the floor. Her face slick with perspiration. She stuck out her tongue childishly at Nasuada who stared rather surprised.

"I would do it longer, really, but im exhausted."

She looked closer to just passing out at that moment as she swayed back and forth.

Eragon stood up and held out his hand to take hers.

"you know, we never did catch your name."

A sly grin crossed her face on instinct. As she jumped up without help, lightly smacking Eragon's outstretched hand away.

"I have no name, I gave it up a long time ago…but you may call me by the same name as my dragon…Altoria."

LK-I'm a word whore XD I love description so I try to use smarty like words. But eh, I didn't like this chapter all to much. Anyway, it might take a week or so for the next chapter because I am very behind on my D.Gray-Man fics so yea. (can you find the DGM parts?) Until then ill do my best nya!

The one and Only, Lonely Kitty


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